All language subtitles for Vikings.S03E09.720p.EXTENDED.BluRay.x265

How is Bjorn?

Better.

I don't understand
why we failed, Ragnar.

I did everything to make
sure we would succeed.

The others will
try again tonight.

They're
on the bridge!

Pour the oil!

The Antichrist and
the devils are here.

I pray to God
and our Holy Mother

that they
will not get in.

But if, God forbid,
they were to do so,

make sure they do
not capture you alive.

Withdraw!

Sinric,
you're coming with us.

You're our map
of the city!

Release!

Retract! Again!

Move!

Prepare!

It won't move!

Rollo!

Princess!
Princess, please.

Ah!

Your Highness!
Your Highness!

You have to come.

Why?

The Northmen are
almost inside the city.

What can I do to stop them that
the Holy Mother cannot do?

The men
are so hard-pressed.

So many killed, so many
wounded, I cannot count them.

But if you were
to walk among them,

it would renew
their courage.

It would restore their
strength, just to see you.

Why? Does it not give
them courage to see you?

You are their
commander.

You are their emperor.

I beg you. In the name of
the Holy Mother, I beg you.

Come with me now. Come with
me before it is too late.

You cannot speak
for her, Count Odo.

I thought you would come! I thought
I would not have to plead.

Not when you heard that our beloved
city was in mortal danger.

And why did you
think that, pray?

Because I know what your
grandfather would have done.

He would have put on his armor
and come with us to the bridge.

Alas for you, Count Odo,
I am not like my grandfather.

I am not Charlemagne.

Come!

Count Odo! I put
my men at your disposal.

The devils are not
attacking the walls!

Thank God.
Come quickly!

It may not be too late.

Ah!

Rollo! We can't
get through!

Fall back!

Fall back!

Don't abandon me.

I am told you
speak our language,

but you were
with our enemies.

I have been here before.
I am a wanderer.

I have been to many places.
No one is my enemy.

He can, perhaps,
be of great help to us.

I would love to be of great help to you.
Whatever it is you wish.

I belong to no country,
I belong to no people.

I just belong to
the wide, wide world.

Who is that?

Earl Siegfried.

There was someone else.
A great warrior.

He spiked our machine
and he did it alone.

I have never seen a man of such
strength and such violence.

Who is he?

His name is Rollo.

He is the brother
of King Ragnar,

the leader
of the Northmen.

He is a famous
warrior.

He fights like
a crazy bear.

Your Highness, this man,

Sinric, will be
of use to us.

And this earl?

Perhaps he could be bartered,
fetch us a good price.

If you care for me
at all, Count Odo,

you will bring
me his head.

You wanted
to see me, my Lord?

Yes, yes.

How are you?
How are my grandsons?

How is Alfred?

Both are well.

Good.

I have received news that
my son and your husband,

Aethelwulf, is even
now returning home.

His mission in Mercia was
successful, I'm pleased to say.

Thank God.

Indeed.

Thank God.

Judith,

there are some things
that need to be said,

but other things which
only need to be understood.

I've promised
you faithfully

that I will protect
you and your sons,

especially Alfred,
against anyone

who might offer you
or him some injury.

You do understand what
I'm talking about, don't you?

We both know what
my son is capable of.

My protection
I freely offer.

But...

there must be recompense.

Recompense.

My Lord, some reward?

Of course, some reward.

Who is this young man?

His name is Ansgar.

What is he
accused of?

He is a stranger,
a Christian,

a missionary,
so he claims.

He has been
in the marketplace

denouncing our gods.

Is it true?

It's true that
I begged the people here

to desist from worshipping false
gods and serving the devil.

Your gods are made
with human hands

and are deaf,
dumb and blind.

What salvation
can they bring you?

Who, being senseless,
can save themselves?

I may admit that
your Christ is a god.

But even so,
our gods are greater,

their signs and
wonders mightier.

Is it not true?

Yeah!

No!

God the Father,
the Son

and the Holy Ghost
are the one God!

The rest are
just false idols!

And will you subject
your bold assertions

to the judgment
of the gods?

I will.

Let us begin.

What might have been
is an abstraction,

remaining
a perpetual possibility

only in the world
of speculation.

What might have been and what
has been point to one end,

which is always present.

Footsteps echo
in the memory...

Is the reward
what I think it is?

...down the passage
we did not take,

towards the door
we never opened.

I don't understand.

Somehow, we are always
here at this moment,

you and I.

No, not always.
Just now.

You're wise.

I'm not stupid.

The moon
is a strange god.

I want you to
be my mistress.

Then you will
protect Alfred?

Look after him?

Get into the bed.

Come to me,

my King,

my Lord.

My God. My God.

So many.

Your Highness,
in the last few days,

over 200 of our
citizens have succumbed

to this unknown
sickness and died.

God knows how many more
will likewise die.

What's more,
we're running out of

fresh vegetables,
fresh food.

The city is
beginning to starve.

And yet, we won
a great victory?

We may have
repelled the pagans

and stopped them
from entering the city,

but that is not
exactly a victory.

Who knows? The next time
they may well succeed.

Your Highness, we have
lost too many good men.

What is your advice?

I believe we must attempt
to come to terms with them.

There is, alas,
no other way.

Father, I beg you, ignore
this counsel of despair.

We should never give in to these
vile pagans, to these brutes.

Otherwise
we will have failed,

and that is how
we would be judged.

Your Highness,
I think you must...

Allow me some
time to decide!

I understand both
these points of view,

but I must pray
alone and try...

And try to discover
the will of God.

A toast to my son.

I give thanks to God for your
success and safe return.

Thank you, Father.

I confess to you that

Queen Kwenthrith tried to use
her female wiles upon me,

but with God's help, I managed
to resist the devil's snares.

I always knew she'd try
to win you over that way.

It's in her nature.

It's what she does.

But I also knew that you
would be able to resist her,

for your morals and faith
are such as even I look up to.

I'm sure your wife

is also happy to hear that
you avoided temptation.

Of course.

But I am not so much of a
hypocrite as to say so.

No longer
be afraid of that.

However painful
it was for me,

what happened between you and
Athelstan was God's work.

It was for
a higher purpose.

And although I can't even
guess at that purpose,

I am prepared to bow
before God's will.

I praise your
attitude, my son.

If only we were all so
humble and so righteous.

However, there is something
I need to ask you, Father.

And you must forgive me,
but there is no help for it.

I need to ask you
whether you were prepared,

secretly, to let
Kwenthrith kill me

as the price you
were prepared to pay

for the conquest
of Mercia.

I was not.

And frankly, the
accusation shocks me.

Let me say this to you,

no Saxon king
has ever managed

to hand over their
kingdom peacefully

and successfully to
their son and heir.

But I intend
to be the first.

And what I intend
to pass on to you

is not only the
kingdom of Wessex,

but the kingdom
of England!

Well, let me,
in turn,

raise a toast
to my father.

The most loving, loyal,

and true father
in the world.

My son.

Sinric.

I am saddened to
see you a prisoner.

After all,
you're a wanderer.

King Ragnar,

the Franks want to discuss
a way to end the siege.

Why?

They believe it would be
better for both sides.

Why would that
be better for us?

They don't believe
you are capable

of breaching
the city walls.

I say we are!

What will they give us
if we lift the siege?

That would be
decided at a meeting

between you and the commander
of the city, Count Odo.

And where would
we have this meeting?

Because I know that if my
father enters the city,

he will be captured
or killed.

The Count suggested
the meeting take place

outside the city walls,

with no weapons.

Tell them they'll have
their answer tomorrow.

Why should we make any
kind of deal with them?

We've lost
nearly a thousand men,

we can't breach the city,
and winter is coming.

Do you need
more reasons?

Why do they offer terms, if they are
so sure we can't get into the city?

They have probably
run out of food.

Then we should
let them starve.

Ah, then they
will hate us even more.

They will hate us even more
if we continue the siege.

I have something to say.

I did not become earl
because I aspired to be one.

It came about because of
other peoples' actions.

And I did not become
king out of ambition.

But once again,
I had no choice,

as a result of other
people's actions.

But nonetheless, I am king.

King Ragnar! Hmm.

That is my name.
King Ragnar!

What does
a king do, Bjorn?

- He rules.
- Yes!

Good. He rules.

And as a ruler, I...

Have the last say.

Me!

Not you! Not you!

Not you! And not you!

You have all
had your ideas,

and they have
all failed!

I will not.

Now, with no more
discussion,

we shall meet
the Franks tomorrow.

Come with me.

Give him to me.

Ivar.

Hmm.

Ivar.

What is it?

What should we do
with the Christian?

Kill him.

Ragnar is not here.

He's already left.

How much treasure do you want
to lift the siege and go away?

5,760 pounds in
gold and silver.

He urges you to
accept the offer.

Reinforcements are
on their way to Paris.

Tell him I know that no one
is coming to save him.

And the
offer is not enough.

There is something I also seek
that has no tangible worth,

but to me is more precious.

I want to be baptized.

He doesn't understand.

I am a dying man.

And when I die,

I want to be reunited
with my Christian friend,

who happens to be
in your heaven.

He says you will go
to hell, not heaven.

That is not your
decision to make.

They will make arrangements
for the ceremony.

This is a man of God,
is it not?

And this is water,
am I wrong?

You will do it here,
and you will do it now.